I wish I could erase myself. I’m told I’m undeserving of support and that I have no good qualities. Maybe these people are speaking the “truth”. I can’t take meds to cushion the pain and I must not be a burden to Papa Bear. I must not speak. I must not cry. I must not answer back to the bullies who judge me in their ivory towers

A good friend erased herself lately. and left the planet
She, like everyone else on the planet, was much more worthwhile and loveable than I am. I’m a waste of oxygen

I have survivors guilt. I’m guilty for being alive. I’m guilty for not being silent

I’m guilty for not conforming to what the bullies want.

(Not anyone here)